The evening world. Newspaper, December 24, 1912, Page 9

The Evening World Daily Magazine. Tuesday. December 24. oH eo H eo FF By TO The Coming of the Law “THE TWO-GUN MAN’S” Greatest Novel By Charles Alden Seltzer “The Conspiracy” Wildly Improbable Melodrama. BY CHARLES DARNTON. N the crest of the crime wave sweeping over this palpitating island comes O “The Conspiracy,” a wildly improbable melodrama that is remarkable, among other things, for the fact that the Garrick Theatre, It 1s barely possible that the success of “Within the Law” has led Mr. Frohman to believe that the cfook play is the thing just now. If he is clinging to this hopeful idea it is only fair to remind him that “Within the Law” is good melodrama, whereas “The Conspiracy” isn't. The truth is it is very bad melo- drdma, Stil, as Mr. Frohman may argue, you never can tell what the pub- lic will swallow when it's hungry. The stage has taken such a sensational turn that Theodore Kremer may feel it his uty to quit going to the opera and go} to work. He certainly has nothing to fear from ‘John Roberts," who, accord- | TAKE THis ing to report, is the two-headed author COWARD! of the lurid play at the Garrick, “John You byl) é Woprright, 1912, by the Cutis Publishing Co.) Spot turned and looked at Hollis, bis ——— face wreathed in a broad grin. SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. a Kent Hollis, a newspaver man, gore West to “I reckon yousall think you know Dottom, to take charge of ble ‘dead Yacners #omethin’ about handiin’ the law," he news 2 Circle’ far ranch, ‘The law. te “put your Iittle Ten @pot ain't openly, defied. yr the. “Cattienve . Cirachee ‘Bunfarey for “nwulting ‘Nelle ‘Waalewone A pretty gieh who lives ons nearby ranch wit A quarter of an hour tater, after Peranteau avede Ton Spot and his friends had cast their " eof ballots and Watkins had been forced to {3 make out a certificate of nomi which reposed safely in Ben Allen's inside pocket—the kerosene fights were extinguished and the men filed out. Hollis and Ten Spot were the last to leave. As they stood for @ moment ‘on the threshold of the doorway Hollis seized Ten Spot's hand and gripped it heartily. want to thank you, my friend,” he said earnestly. ‘Ten Spot jerked his hand away. “A he onid as they sought the darkness of the street, ‘T ain't mushin’ none, But,” HE 1's OREAMING ‘Charles Frohman presents” it at a oe a he added, as @ concession to his ata time, Bute gang ings, “I reckon to know @ white pot.” break into the when I see one.” intent of running the election ¢o oult Joba Balkross' and Rossrt Bakar Te i CHANTRE ans ‘gum nel the Gods only reasonable to suppose that Mr. (Contionss.) Emerson put in most of his time writing Handling the Law. T was Sunday efterncon anf a the part he plays, for it is a very long part and it gives him the centre of the \ . pew td stage during the greater part of the ' out of the crowd, aaw one of the blue are of sky, flovding strange proceedings, ‘ his gigantic hands reach for the lower gallery of Circle Mr, Emerson delights in being ‘“‘eccen- the hat on the table. Bar ranchhouse, but not reaching @ se tric” as a talkative old codger named “T reckon I'll take charge of this now!" cluded nook in which sat Hollis and Nel- Clavering who lives only to write mur- he aneered, his brutal face close to He Hazelton, Mrs. Norton was some- der stories before they are cold. This Hollie’s. where in the house and Norton bed gone character !s not only ridiculously unreal, Hollis would have struck the face that down to the bunkhouse for a tatk with but it 1s wholly out of proportion to the waa #0 close to his, but at the instant o men—Holiie and Nelite gould eee him, other characters, One of these 1s @ girl he saw Dunlavey's hand reach out for Stine on @ bench in the ehade of the who has known what {t Is to be a “white ‘sade men eathored stout the hat he saw another hand dart out 41, from the other side of the t slave’ against her will. She shudders John Emerson as Winthrop Claver- ®t the thought—and so do you! Fortu- ing. nately, this unpleasant incident tn her le, wel i : i i the hat and draw it out of Dunlavey's away trom the ranchhouse eank basin, eweeping away to the ce the 3 & i i \ Mfe ts not enlarged upon by the dls- 't reckon that you'll take charge Miles into the dietan: Circle Bar oreet authors. Hut there are more shudders when the Scarlet Band sends her naid @ voice. cattle could be seen—moving dots in the an envelope containing a finger of her captive brother, who is no less than an Hollis turned quickly, Over the table ‘To the assistant district-attorney if you please! She has already saved his life by | = leaned Ton Spot, the captured hat in his loomed tts bald «illing a member of the band, but the sight of his finger naturally worries her. ! hand, @ big forty-five in the other, a thevtyit ee et ae It comes at a very bad time, as the police are already on her track. With sub- r pi i j cold evil giltter in his eyes as he looked the left stretched a vast plain that ‘met Hime trust she tells her story to a newspaper reporter whose heart goes out to | Historic Cheer Up : Cc uth b e rt! '$The Folks That up at Dunlavey, the distant horison ehat’ stretthed em her. Up to this moment he has been the life of the party at the settlement ‘I don't feckon that you're goin’ to Intgrminadle distance behind ‘the cotten- house where she has taken refuge, but Hymns Ey Clarence L. Cullen. Write Our Books} |v, bax in runnin’ this show a-tall, now he cuts out the laugh-with-every- __ i) Bil,” he sneered. “Me an’ my friend Except for the moving dots there line stuff and gets the erime expert to By Frederic Redda.ie Copyright, 1912, by The Press Pubiishing Co, (The New York Hvening World), come down here special to tend to that,” Wa8 total absence of life and meve- take her away with him as his stenog- rapher, Poor Margaret finds she has a hard Staff Lecturer N, ¥, Board of | Jy E as Sorry as you Like about your) and the One who Hopes to Get Away He grinned the shallow, hard grin that ™ent in the big basin, It spread im ite B Past Performances—but Remain @|from Himself by Gaging Through the] Copyright, 1912, by The Prem the passing of a friendship and wide, gradual, downward elope, wep & in the yello hi Present Incumbent! Bottom of # Glass! (The Now York Reening Wosld), the dawn Of a bitter hatred, “You see, teillnw psn — Rail tiie sew, i 2. by The Press Publistl Coprrlaht 3912. by The Vrms hing Oo q Job on her hands, with the champion Nort Bveatug Worl | — RS, CLARICH VALL®TT#| Bill, me an' my friends hae got sorta infinitely beautiful. muner story writer dictating the thrill- No, 13, THE REQUIEM HYMN. A Superfluity of/ More Men have been Made by Re-/ M'CAULBY, whose “The Garden| tired of the way you've been runnin’ Many times had Hollie eat in the * tng tale of her crime. His powers of ‘tiie, HE tomb of Isaac Watts, “Dont's” has Been) verses than Destroyed by them! | of Dreams” is her first long | things an’ we're shuffiin’ the cards for K®llery watching it, his eyes glisten- deduction are wonderful. On a door Prekstar cneike caaipnlnase Known to Dena- pt | ‘ iP ing, his soul atirred to awe, kof flotion, has been teacher and|a new deal, This here tenderfoot which [0 Me soul atirred to eee under two platols ts a lst of the mur- landerin’ shameful 1 gitttering tinsel of the cities of pie tifietsl, rers he has run to earth. They prob- bly read his stories and then didn't ture “the Native! We Know a Lot of Actors who Suffer! actress us well as author, yet hag had| you've been aw: Hue of Resolu-!/ from Stage-Fright every time they Ap-! time for housekeeping, She wi tion pher, bears this inscription: “The Father of the Knglist Hymn.” And Montgomery a] man's size an’ we're seein’ shat he gits recollection: pear, just as we're Acquainted with|Philadelphia girl, of Prench descent. | fair shake in this here. I reckon you unreal. care what happened to them. As a TAYE TEAS ie wae Caliobtsthe (nvAnIoR —_— Slews of Veteran Saildrmen who get| Harold MacGrath has visited every | git me?" over the basin he had been oppressed matter of course he soon guesses Mar- of hymns in our language.” He lived A Lot of Fel-| seasick every tine they Go to Sea! place desoribed tn his books, Hollis felt Norton poking him in the With 4 garet’s secret, charges her with the and died ome years before Charles lows who are Dia- pe Will Irwin thinks he might have been | ribs, but he did not turn; he wan too Vastness crime and grabs the telephone to notify the police, “Wait! she cries, spring- ing forward with outstretched hand. ‘Then there's @ quick to-be-continued-in- had aroused tn him that vague dis- two princl- quiet which ta akin to fear. Wesley, with whom he shares the dis- tinction of having written the largest number of sacred lyrics In use to-day Watts was born at Southampton, satisfied with) Success In a Word that would Pass * Professional bi player had not the} intent upon watching tl | Out of the Language {f ALL of us Made, Pen outculled the bat, pal actors In the sce dy had ~~ But these emotions had their Jobe are) oie with Every Try! KMaabeth %, author of ‘Miss} been imminent; wedy was slowly a#till felt awed—he would always fea * Too Square to| Wealthy, Deputy Sheriff ning the ascendency. Vor at the !t for it seemed that he was is @ elud- our-mext sort of curtain. When it goes England, in 1674, his father being dea: Soldier on ‘them Merely for that, 1 isn't Poverty that's the “Disgrace” Woman in, Cleveland and tho wife of # on that had come over Dun- looking upon @ section of the world J n ‘ ss Judge. lav fac 1 of in tts primitive te; that in forming up again the literary sleuth listens to con of a Congregational Church. These! peqgyn! <it'n Permitting Ourselves to Become JU06 at | ney ne race Several Of the men Ware ints world the On ad deen in hi reason and ts convinced there would were stormy days for Nonconformists, Resigned to it! tis given out as a surprise that! grinning broadly, noblest. mood—eo far did the lofts |Theodore Dreiser, author of ‘ontent exhausts itself ; Carrie,” “Jennie Erehardt 6 Unexpressed Sort] We Like to Think of the Down and iiigicer,” wrote t Out Club merely as a Hospice for the ine t bo greater glory for him tn capturing several members of the Scarlet Band than in giving up Margaret. We tn- stantly hits upon @ plan of luring four Were th would have » chorus for “On! Duntuvey seer of the Wabagh," and that and Watts's childiiood was spent in the midst of religious excitement which In- fluenced his entire life, His fathe frequently clapped into prison for stakes not so great Hollis, mountaina, the wide, sweeping valleys, it Mike smiling himself, the towering butter and the mighty stunned, Le atood canyons dwart the flat hills and the erect, pasetng his hand over his fore. PUY shallows of the land hea Expressed Di with Words, but 1d. {finds the Remedy of the gang to his house, and with de- = Jane Margaret Holt. ing to his religious views, and the| a Succor of Those Temporarily Over-, Pau! Dresser, singer of that onve-pop as thougi half convinced that XMA¥n. {But he was no lon: i tives on hand to do the rough wor! arey are mother, 80 the story books tell us,| The Bumptious “T ain as Good as you! 40, | ular song, was his brother, the scene’ wore an illusion and thet Paved, @isquletude had been wuper- the trick is turned. Ata eignal the lights are turned off and the capture {8 / would sit on the prison steps holding Are” Man develops Vocal Paralysis Joh Conrad has eslebrated recent | tne movement of the hand would dis- “It all seemed te held some made, After a acrimmage in the dark the lights go up, revealing the artful iittle Inanc in her arms. {when Called Upon to Prove Itt qvnen Hard tack Wants to Make 1e{17D# Mfty-ffth birthday, A Polo by Teo’ Gevaral timen Bie lige mroved, font atateemed te Bald sorte, myotery Clavering grinning with triumph from the top of a bookcase. Watts's fame and name will always| birth, the rest of his name being Korgen-) but no words came and he turned, mystery, ‘The tawny mountaing, tm: kes the Ald of Habit! r 7 " f h ‘The play is funny without being thrilling, Miss Jane Grey displays re-| be associated with that great hymn of| Several Times when we Thought we | Permanent, it Invokes the jowsk!, he began his adventurous Ufe in| Jooking about at the men who were mutable of the Mai | Could See our Finish, tt was Discovered | ? ‘the French merchant marine. gathered around him, scanning thetr whose pe se sombrely” tn AEA? IS SOrHtE8: 08 SACRA. ATORES EITRS, Drenha OU Sieee ranerys OF Oe | Which go Hagliah author. hea eaid! ‘8 th wero Afflicted with Mental| Most Fighters get Licked in Time~\ "Mig Burnetta new story, “T. Tem+| face: for signs that’ would tell him twihght plow-—did. they hold it? Or “fresh” reporter, and Miss Julla Blanc does a capital bit of work as an old| has been sung over the graves of our that we wer but those who Imagine that they're In-| jarom,” jurt beginning as a serial, sug-| that they were not in aympathy with nidden in the basin, im ¢ colored servant. Thanks te her, “The Conspiracy” has one real character—and | fathers for three hundred years,” en- Strabismu le get Away with it a Good Deal at reversion to thoughts of Faunt.| Ten @pot. But the faces that he look- weep that basked in the . titled, | — Constantly ere 4 ana, upon wore m ins and gun one “O God, our help In axes p | The Man who Beteves thet 6 Bad | ring for the Wallop! st , es As ital a Movs Pp igh " big © was no myatery, Per Na nnn nnnnnn nnn nnnnnnnnnnnnAARARAARAARAAAAAAAAADS | Our hope in years to come. Start necessarily Means a Bad Finish i de «Pl bl expe pte A els. I've been te: t merely the romance that ? : ° and which was set to muste by the ngs Never Been to the Races! The Man who Forces Himself to Lie! Durer and later becomes a landed pro-| 10" wet Yu nlated the “beatten aka Be tty incent's comporer, Dr. Croft, to the tune of | Upon his Bed merely Because he Made|priveor in England Leer Pak aril plage oe vpcietea tha “beauty of * ee AOE ARE Aene e Bond 1) There isn't Much to Choose detween|it is Conslderadly Enamored of his!" ory, Frances Kinsley Hutchinson, aus| gana like. that ‘on For romance dvice to overs ad ores of athens. from {the Man who Consults a Clatrvoyant | Ability es a Chambermatd! |inor of “Our Country Lite,” to have no tors head together with scores of othens fro i¢ | the je I refused and 1] W onco at the home of Tolstoy when| mak! looked at y eit who sat & ; manager tried to induce © Cut over ie | ame prolific pon. | tts never married, The woman ho Giving Away the Bride, | #* was anery beca saaneeenenennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt 1 Ie ake som tasliine be Anieaei 4 with a Hehe that “ " teh on as man to come and lecture in America, | 1 studied her face tone, taven's Should I have| loved jilted him, which saddened his bia baa diGiuen the vention Waa mane Pet ‘ writes: “Is tt the custom for] eldea to his wishes life; notwithstanding which, his ehar- Jungle Tales for Children nt hed pil pa the 8 aust Wal BA | ta, War fentree, we at * ather to give her away at her] Not unless you are engaged to him. | Acter wax very lovable with its sorrow, | —-By Farmer Smith—— the rugged face of the axed! feck” uesltnt tat suiael? pathos, and gentienes ie THO A074 | annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnncnnts| At 19 frequently done, but it ts not “A girl friend of mine | children, and while he was tutor in Sir| necessary, 1s giving an evening party and she tells| John Hartupp's family he wrote that) me that a young man whom I have | sweet old lullaby: “J. D." writes: “I am very much in] never met will oell for ye, Is this) “Hush, my dear, Me still and slumber.” love with a young lady who treats me Two other nursery rhymes which he with xreat Indifference: t can't forget; tt Would be mudh plessanter for both penned have ever been used to point a enthusiast Was a study for an instant; | Fopyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) thas Ha AORWaled GawINt TEL la lebeer hic Ane Tones R, ELEPHANT was standing on things I do—thin sitting down business?" | ile. ‘There are three things which I|town., Me the bank of the river one day,| "I sit down most of the time, singing softly to himself, when |Dr, Bull Frog, | rd a voice close to the bank say-| “Yes, that's one of the things I never aun the wind-blowa wisp@ her templos; he felt the able something her inborn Innocence ves that he had wor ent roe he had been old er rw the difference between abominate—talking with women, play ds, and useless travelling,’ , he left the inference with the rest hey Bs you and the young man if your hoste " f point {ing over and over: could understand—why frog sit down| bert Coolidge, author of “Panchal (teary en stay. to wr bea wane ea sat ipaniia® could contrive to Introduce you before- . aa gat Mad ae Hs a “Oh! He's a funny fellow, all the time, Now that you speak of it.) MoCiish,” a wild-Western story, lett|poes on regular.” \ he roved him, a reverent piferseverense e only thing I can| hand, 5 Indeed as you may know,— I think ¥ will try to alt down myself. | home ut twenty-three and worked three |ae Dunlavey etiff gulfe, wronthed Ma line Setanta f : : fi "I feaga to wit down tke you,” sald Mr.| months in a Lower Californta quarta|know me, Bill. I * world-thrilling word actly —__ ~~. Trunk in front and tail behind, nr ‘ f S e y A e aca’ writes “havéral teivnde me, The Engagement Ring. He is so very slow, Elephant, as he wiggled his tall end | sniii, Failing to get any pay, he headed |You an’ Ten Sp: 4 And as he continued te He stepped be vo er he realized that this world the table, his teeth # in A mock held no mystery for him beyond that Then he looked down at the which was enthroned in the heattuoe he atiil held in his hand-= the girl who sat beside Lim, uncem aghed. scious of his thoughts, “H, B." writes: “A, says the engage- Tabl f C ti And" flopped his ears, north with not much grub on @ burro have gone out with me have com- © pitih ainaia ba a ables 0 oncrete,. An d ; ¥ : MK . balances at Hot poetry e i any | He 1 desert, cause of my habit of staring. Now, Il should be worn on the right hand, |s@ndarda for laboratory balances a + Way into the eflphur never flirt. Can you tell me how tol which ts night?” the Butte School of Mine: Blephant roared so loud it shook |Bull Frog sat on the bank and laughed | ¢ rhe riv y re Mr, Eleph ent unpol he 4 again toward the basin stop thelr saying such things?” Fag pres Innovation js sald to ha the river bank. i himaelt almost sick att El ohant want why, 1 npolltel’ he. no ne bei I should think the slmplest way| ” . censtul in eliminating al) vioration Don't get excited, My. Elephant, T]right to ihe bottom, he was so large an i tnatnuatingty. ’ a a banged ‘ °, Bull Fi nd Tam sitting here |heavy, and am he came up he lifted his don agaimit a sand. |In' ty go an » keep! ha Id be to stop the staring. balances are placed on the teps of solit 4m Dr, Buli Frog and 1 am sitting bd the ballots upon the tab! ‘sag | Psd i" | “A. Ru" writes: “What would be 4! pillars of concrete which have been on the bank, learning a piece, I w ea teeta squirted water rixht at Dr.} three days. He domeed te pil i nig “B. HL” write: ‘About three weeks | Suitable Christmas present for @ Youngs | caitiga down to the solid ground talking about you But if you hdve a! Bull I 4 st drowned hii en I reached Yumi he says, ane om 4 ; word Duniavey tool trunk and a tail, { MIGHT be speaking! “I'l teaoi you to laugh at mo!" fairly |oowman asked, ‘How are you? I re |S. placed tt on lis who has paid me attention for terest of the laboratory workers a wooden |of you, Sit down, dear Mr, Diepbant,"’ shouted the big fellow, as he started off | pied, ‘I'm alive—and glad ef It’ Tale |, the door, stepping poe Ba aie ‘When ne lett me at fe athletics? ie BY se Taiated ‘table har heen pullt around thie aeent ‘What are you talking about, doctor? /to tell Mrs, Elephant of the trick the|ie, ima Gathering material Geer he wanted to Kiet ma good aight, ia age Wax tp Blo bobir yet entirely free trum it [en's vou know it 19 ene of fom tres bad plaved on Bim. ago I attended a dance with a young! tne tant wight mneginge so ™ 1" | through the floors, and for the convenl- 5 were With him=—thee mystery Md be ; e eR i tT A IIR: A mee TRE NET: a ge TOM